Green Accent

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about

recorded in the summer of 2013 and the winter of 2014

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released June 9, 2014

music and lyrics by greg nissan

personnel:

greg nissan - guitar, bass, vocals
molly grund - vocals
justin gaynor-adelman - drums
oliver ignatius - vocals, percussion, keyboard
chris lucca - trumpet

engineered, mixed, and mastered by oliver ignatius at mama coco's funky kitchen
produced by oliver ignatius and greg nissan

cover art by robert sandler

track 8 is titled after "In/somnia" by etel adnan

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ex-pet is the power/psych-pop solo project of greg nissan, based in providence and new york. www.facebook.com/expet

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Track Name: You Are You Are
i saw you slouched on a cheap old wicker chair
outside a cafe sipping nothing but air
you looked around hungrily for a sight
that might clear the dust from your eyes
or so you fantasized
there i was chewing nicorette gum

i went over to the table for your name
if only i had known the shit that you say
you are you are a total waste of time
but i'm finding it hard
to entirely discard
your phantom face
wallpapered all over the place

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you did not love me
only the things you said that i could be

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there's no question
that i don't like you now
but having had is the only i've got now
you are you are a total waste of time
but i was sick of sleeping alone
that's why i grabbed the phone
if only you'd seen
all the things you said you had seen

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i did not love you
only the things you said that i could do

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so i'll leave you on your own again
now your face is so sallow and sweet
it's getting hard to be
a liar when the things
you say are turning true one by one

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i did not love you
only the things you said that i could do
Track Name: Belle
she spends her days inside
a box as black as rivered night
she stumbles through rows of seats
and finds a place to meet the screen

before her the film unreels
illuminating what she feels
is realer than the scene outside
a mirror infecting her life

she glides through her days
as though her dreams did not yet fade
from her vision where the film's gray hide
has built a haze over her eyes

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now the songs she sings
are only ones that played
beneath the silver light
of her consubstantial days

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at home she flecks her walls
with posters of her favorite stars
though silent their eyes surround
her ordinary life with sound

she wonders when the title will fall
into her sight and name this all

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now every song she sings
is of the naked eye
that beams into the night
oh how very hard it is to live this

second life in the
theater's shimmering light
it's these twenty four frames a second
that slip into my life
now a collage
leave this unfilmed earth ever hollow
you know i need it

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i don't know how i'll come home
when the key i've got won't turn the silver lock of this door
Track Name: Old Words
though my bones are obsolete
they make a frame out of me
so i don't drift into what's next to me

though the sun swears all day
it glazes everything in my way
until they disintegrate

and it makes me so damn sad we cannot say
say what's on the fringe our our brains
like a sign you see but can't read on the interstate

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i am not your savior
you just saw me in late-day light
she treats me like a prayer
says my name every night

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so you talk, don't listen
your shoes connected to the ground
like a home you carry round

don't wake, don't whistle
this move connects us to the sound
seasons change memories rearrange

and it makes me so damn sad we cannot pray
oh pray for me

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i am not your savior
you just saw me in late-day light
she treats me like a prayer
says my name every night

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we are not
so old

we are not eager to leave
that's what you say to me
i am not eager to leave
don't think i'll ever be

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now the night is blitzing our own intentions
the power lines are bursting with color
will we see this moment as evidence of
all the things we could've uncovered
Track Name: Austria
well you all but welcomed 'em in
took their coats, rubbed their stomachs
signed your names for the coalition
but we don't talk about that
history books smudged with ash

red flags wave over the town
black boots beat a march
cold lips made of ammunition
but we don't talk about that
heartbreaks and heart attacks

you swore that you'd tell 'em to stop
but we all know the story
gold hands and the heat of bodies
we won't find them here
austria show their tears

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i'd love to meet you
but you won't be true
in denial
let your scars show

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now the scars are scattered about
like stars in the night
we keep warm with our whispered stories
tell them to say goodbye
pictures turn black and white

the governor and his newsprint suit
the sweet laugh of schoolgirls
the tailor, the millionaire's son
they don't walk these streets
no shadows in their sheets

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i'd love to meet you
but you won't be true
in denial
let your scars show

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though the time is gone
i'll never forget what your words are made of

oh sweet vienna
don't let 'em forget what their homes are built on

kiss your smoking guns
your father's gone blind now that his towers are gone

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oh but austria
a voice will never say
if you should live or learn
maybe we'll talk it out someday

count your measures
feel the sun beat
hide the bodies
show your scars to me
Track Name: Frameworks
the resolution sits above our stomachs
when the convoluted truth has set its sail
once i thought i'd made it to the summit
splintered ice caught sight of evening's veil

fly, steal away

i'll wait for you
like the sun for the holy moon

say, smile, disintegrate

the marks of who i am
penned in different hands

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now all i need is some paper
i'll stitch our arms into a scene
frameworks
bones under still gray wings

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so frustration reveals
our curious love for the flickering reel
it's not a weight to bear on your back
just the veins that line our path
watch the curls unfurl their growl and low-fat light

fly, steal away

i'll wait for you
like the sun for the holy moon

say, smile, disintegrate

the marks of who i am
penned in different hands

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now all i need is some paper
i'll stitch our arms into a scene
frameworks
bones under still gray wings

no frustration's unseen
your frustration was beautiful
all our lives we were pitiful
amazed by frozen things

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paintings
bursting at the seams i was
faking all my pleasantries
paintings
ice and empty streets you were
fading in and out of sleep
falling
fall for never closer
you were all things

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now all i need is some paper
i'll stitch our arms into a scene
frameworks
bones under still gray wings

no frustration's unseen
your frustration was beautiful
all our lives we were pitiful
amazed by frozen things
Track Name: Can of Worms
can of worms and we all wanna hook one out
stuck in bed while the diplomats dance around
you could never love me
you hate me
i was never loving
just lately

lately i can't stand the sight of you

slouching around
no sweat on my brow

can of worms it's your old bad habits

summer's a cave
i barely escaped

can of worms do you think we're happy

this door is a wall
if i don't turn the knob

how could i get out of my self-medicated brand of bliss?
the sun is out, the shades are down
yeah i hate this

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can of worms and we all wanna hook one out
stuck in bed while the diplomats dance around
i could never finish
what i meant to
i doubt i'll even make it
to the end of this sentence

lately i just can't control myself

slouching around
no sweat on my brow

can of worms it's your old bad habits

summer's a cave
i barely escaped

can of worms do you think we're happy

this door is a wall
if we don't turn the knob

how could i get out of my self-medicated kind of bliss?
it keeps me good for about 10 seconds
sun is out, shades are down

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i could never admit
all of the dreams i've ditched just to sleep another hour
all of the trains i've missed just to watch 'em go by

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how can we ring out our time
when distraction's all that will fill us
sparrows take to the sky
but we watch through window panes
forget your pistols and knives
it's this philosophy that will kill us
raised to live inside our heads
but now i want out
Track Name: In/somnia
the more i sleep the less i grow
the more i learn the less i know
how'd i end up here again
horizontal 4 am

i feel the coastline bearing down
it's not my home, it's not my sound

geometry of restless nights
semaphore on sheets of white

she says
call me later
wait all night

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come back home
anna, are you alright
grab some dollars and let's ride

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headlights spill onto my skin
the more i gain the less i win
how'd i end up here again
horizontal 4 am

i feel the coastline bearing down
it's not my home and it's not my sound

in the time it took to leave
we saw the mess that we had made
the wasteland renovated

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come back home
anna, are you alright
grab some dollars and let's ride

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lately i've been drenched in sweat
dreaming of what should have been
your blurry eyes and a thick red coat
still won't slip out of my throat

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call me later
wait all night

dark lakes beneath my eyes
wonder if i'll sleep this time
tow trucks bray into the night
wonder if i'll sleep this time

call me later
wait all night
Track Name: Smokestack
if i say that i'm an honest man don't
take a knife to the words that i might disown

it's how we guard against the day's dissolve
we etch stories on the wall, chirp in caffeinated caws

technicolor of the marquee sky
still i struggle to ignite
how it felt on other nights

how we always sign a song when the neighbors are gone

all the molars of the island's mouth
talkin' trash to the clouds
in their limestone crowns

how we always sing a song when the moment's gone

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so we pass along
all our made-up scenes
that we choose to believe
into song
we only need enough to get along

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if i say that i'm a fickle man don't
turn your eyes from my words red and low

technicolor of the marquee sky
will the circus ever unwind

my head's a brownstone but the tenants are deaf
and there ain't no furniture left to sweat on

how we always sing a song when the moment's gone

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so we pass along
all our made-up scenes
that we choose to believe
into song
we only need enough to get along

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how can i remember
all the shadows of my life
there's a worlds i never see
it's a world i live inside
love is not a language
it's a page on which we lay
our red and yellow days

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leave a mark on the bathroom wall
fly away in a dream yes i'm yours for the taking

a simple song is all i want
something to make my throat feel raw

a backwards glance always sweetens things
i'd be a liar if i didn't say
that things were different back then
Track Name: Ends
when summer lends
its silver hands to us
and the bare-legged promenade
out to make their memories
patterns of grass-stained skin and shade
to archive and laminate

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i don't wanna find the world impermanent
but when i reach out to hold it sits
in dull plastic cages
without the turn of its pages
arrested
it's memory's taxidermy
or nothing

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when these city walls
rush up close and boast their
concrete arabesques
i'll harvest the scene

when the east coast swallows
us up into its knotted
maze pumping morphine
the angles bleak
day's geometry

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i don't wanna find the world indifferent
but i don't want to feel i've got to get up this morning
because if i get up this morning
i won't care (no you won't)
'bout the day's pirouette into night
cut the lights

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so fast and unknown
how these scenes lose their glow

when summer ends
and all we're left with is pictures
and the weight of things told

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i don't wanna find the world impermanent
but if i reach to feel its sweet swelling motion
i drain the earth of its ocean
i can't win (no you can't)
it's memory's taxidermy
or nothing

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now i think i see the light
but when that thought blooms i go blind
i could not shut the mouth of my
idiot head, mirror bed
the spiral till i'm dead
so pull the plug
i said what i said

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strange melodies
slip across like socks on
curt wooden panels
the angles bleak
day's geometry

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i don't wanna lose my vengeance
i'll turn you upside down
i'm digging my way toward some meaning
good lord, i'm finding no way to get out

precious
stuff a memory and put it on the shelf